Yo nephew, give me some of that No Limit shit. Yeah.. We got my nigga Fiend in the house. C-Murder in this motherfucker. Mystikal all up in this bitch.
Masta P. Imagine substitutin crack for music. I mean dope tapes. This is how we would make it. (There it is right there). For all you playas, hustlaz, ballas and even you smokas.
It's crazy out here (uhhhhhhh). Yo mama I'm tryin to keep my head strong (whats up Mystikal?). . Uhhhhhh! (uhhhhhh) I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it.